| My tank isn’t full and I ain’t got a spare
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| But I know that I’ll make it cause I know that you’re waitin' there
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| You’re waitin' there
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| So I roll down the window, turn the radio on
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| Elvis and me singin' at the top of our lungs
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| Top of our lungs
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| I got a rosary hung from the rearview to my right side
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| I got a picture of you taped over the hazard light
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| With a half cup of coffee, passin' highway signs
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| Between yellow lines, my knuckles turnin' white
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| But I keep drivin' deeper into the night
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| It’s 4 in the morning but I feel alive
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| Like I could take on Goliath and still be with you by 5
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| I would survive
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| Cause the feelin' you give me makes me strong
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| It’s supernatural baby, and that can’t be wrong
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| Yeah, that can’t be wrong
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| I got a rosary hung from the rearview to my right side
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| I got a picture of you taped over the hazard light
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| With a half cup of coffee, passin' highway signs
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| Between yellow lines, my knuckles turnin' white
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| But I keep drivin' deeper into the night
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| Into the night
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| Babe, I see the light
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| At the end of the road it’ll be all right
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| So I keep drivin' deep into the night
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| Into the night
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| Into the night
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| Babe, I see the light
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| At the end of the road it’ll be all right
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| So I keep drivin' deep into the night
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| Into the night
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| I got a rosary hung from the rearview to my right side
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| I got a picture of you taped over the hazard light
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| With a half cup of coffee, passin' highway signs
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| Between yellow lines, my knuckles turnin' white
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| But I keep drivin' deeper into the night
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| I got a rosary hung from the rearview to my right side
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| I got a picture of you taped over the hazard light
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| With a half cup of coffee, passin' highway signs
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| Between yellow lines, my knuckles turnin' white
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| But I keep drivin' deeper into the night
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| I keep drivin' deeper into the night |